I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

Jiang Chuwei hung up the phone and couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Drinking ice on a cold day, I'm afraid it will hurt to death when you have your period." Chen Chaoran met Jiang Chuwei by chance and sat directly opposite her.

"Chaoran, why are you here?" Jiang Chuwei pulled out of his fugue state.

"I applied for a phone card with Li Xinyi. Her number was exposed. Get a new one. Then she asked me to drink coffee." Chen Chaoran looked at the cashier.

Li Xinyi is paying there. After a while, he was looking for Chen Chaoran with two cups of coffee.

"Hey, Chu Wei, you're here too." Li Xinyi handed the coffee to Chen Chaoran, "Your hot latte."

Jiang Chuwei looked at the cup in Li Xinyi's hand, which said "Super Invincible Beautiful Young Lady".

"Are you embarrassed?" Chen Chaoran also discovered this title, "Super invincible beautiful young lady."

"Why are you so embarrassed, huh." Li Xinyi took a sip of iced Americano.

"You two, you will know when you have stomachaches during your period next month. You drink ice on a cold day." Chen Chaoran touched the glass of iced Americano and shuddered, "I can't understand you."

"Tch." Li Xinyi raised her head proudly, "Speaking of Chu Wei, why are you here too?"

"I'm also here to apply for a new mobile phone number. The previous mobile phone number was under my father's name. I'm here to get a new one under my own name."

"Oh, I would have known that I came with you and went out with Chaoran. I would have been criticized for everything I ate." Li Xinyi complained.

"Well." Jiang Chuwei said absently, "Then I'll go back first."

"Okay." Li Xinyi and Chen Chaoran were stunned, but there was really no reason to stop Jiang Chuwei.

Get out your diary.

Jiang Chuwei wrote down what happened today:

Jiang Heng, it seems that you are hiding something from me.

Who is the man who answered the phone? Why does Jiang Heng want to cry as soon as he answers the phone?

In short, this mystery must be solved as soon as possible.

On the 5th, Li Shuqin came back carrying large and small bags.

"You just wash clothes here." Jiang Chuwei saw that Li Shuqin couldn't stop hanging clothes in the closet.

"The double-tub washing machine is really tiring." Li Shuqin dusted off the sweatshirt, "I really don't want to use it."

Jiang Chuwei is actually not used to the double-tub washing machine. Every time she drags out the wet clothes, her arms feel sore, but there is no way. Yuanping Company only equips this kind of machine.

"A message has been sent to the group." Jiang Chuwei flicked his phone, and a message suddenly popped up.

【8号综艺录制，无综艺录制任务的成员，7号起可放假，节后于1月20日8：30准时在排练室排练】

Subsequently, Fan Ziming announced the list of foreign ministers.

[Jiang Chuwei, Hu Yichen, Zixin, Lu Meijing, Xu Zhaoyuan, Hong Yuqiao, Dong Yujie, Feng Cixuan, Hu Zhiyun, Chen Haojun, Ning Xinyuan, Jin Xiaoxiao]

Li Shuqin looked at it carefully three times, fearing that he was temporarily dazzled.

"Foreign Affairs doesn't have me..." Li Shuqin's aggrieved expression made it uncomfortable for everyone to see at this moment.

This is the CD girl's first foreign affairs. Foreign affairs, as the name suggests, means affairs outside the group, leaving the small circle of CD girls and going to other places for activities and performances.

Any ambitious little idol wants to go to foreign affairs. Go outside to attract more fans, get greater exposure, and get more opportunities.

You can also show it to relatives and friends during the Spring Festival family dinner and say, "I'm on TV."

Originally, before the rebirth, Jiang Chuwei and Li Shuqin were not chosen. The two of them paddled during rehearsals on the 6th, and went home smoothly for the New Year on the 7th.

On the 8th, it is the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, and basically everyone is eager to return home.

But things are different now. Jiang Chuwei is not a bastard, she is a C position. Li Shuqin lives with the C position, and her mentality has changed a long time ago.

Li Shuqin became eager to strive, to progress, and to get more opportunities.

"I want to ask Mr. Fan why I'm not there?"

"It's useless..." Jiang Chuwei knew that the things decided by several bosses would basically not change, and it was futile to ask.

"I want an explanation." Li Shuqin opened the bathroom door and dialed Fan Ziming's WeChat number.

"Mr. Fan, I am Li Shuqin."

"Yeah." Fan Ziming was currently taking the schedule given to him by the program team and studying how to record the scene.

"I want to ask you, why is there no me in this foreign affairs?"

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Xu and I jointly decided that this time the foreign affairs department will be on TV, and the ones chosen are better dancers. Shu Qin, if you can improve your dancing, I will give you priority next time for foreign affairs." Fan Ziming held his hand. He held a piece of eraser in his hand and rubbed it repeatedly. "If there's nothing else, hang up first. I have something to talk about here."

"I......"

Fan Ziming quickly hung up the phone, and then added another message in the group:

[There are many opportunities in foreign affairs, and there are opportunities for everyone. 】

Many opportunities? Jiang Chuwei looked at the news and his head was full of questions. Fan Ziming's self-confidence was quite good.

Li Shuqin came out, dejected, and said nothing to her, feeling completely discouraged.

On the morning of the 7th, the sound of pulling a suitcase woke Jiang Chuwei.

The 15 people who had no foreign affairs, booked air tickets and changed tickets. They calmly accepted the fact that there was no foreign affairs and immediately packed their luggage and went home.

The bus picked up 12 members who were going abroad downstairs, and everyone happily discussed going to record a variety show.

"I also told my mother that she must watch the show." Hong Yuqiao was extremely excited.

"It should be played during the Spring Festival. We can watch it at home," Feng Cixuan said.

"Yes, yes, variety shows are all recorded in advance." Chen Haojun rubbed his eyes, "I wonder if there will be a rest room soon."

"Yes." Jiang Chu nodded slightly, "Not only yes, there should also be tea and snacks."

The vehicle stopped outside the recording studio.

Looking at the desolate scenery, the members felt anxious, where were they driving?

However, looking at the cars parked in the venue, it must be the recording scene.

Mr. Fan personally led the team. His Mercedes-Benz had long been parked in the venue and he was sitting in the lobby at the moment.

"I'm going to have some more snacks later. I haven't had breakfast yet." Jin Xiaoxiao chirped.

Mr. Fan heard the chattering and looked up, and it turned out to be them.

"Here we come." President Fan motioned to the staff to push the boxes to the break room. He pointed to the right and said, "Let's go to the studio first."

The studio is 800 square meters and can accommodate 300 spectators.

Looking at the cameras, the staff walking around, and the celebrities wearing masks rehearsing on the stage, the members couldn't help but get excited.

"Wow!"

"This is my first time seeing such a big studio!"

"There are so many cameras pointing at me all of a sudden!"

The director frowned, walked over to Fan Ziming and said, "Take him to the lounge first and listen to our greetings."

"OK, all right."

Jiang Chuwei felt bad. Isn't this director famous for his good temper? Why is his attitude so bad this time?